Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-11-07

ton thst we climb out through the
heavens and baptise one OF the other
planets with the spirit of battle, and call il
Mars, after the god Of war, and we give
TO the eighth sign OF the zodiac the name
| OF the scorpion, @ creature which Is chief
IL celebrated for its deadly sting. But,
after ell, these symbols are expressive Of
the way nation feels toward nation. DIS
cord wide es the continent and bridging
the seas. l suppose you have noticed
how warmly in love dry goods stores are
with other dry goods stores and how
highly grocerymen think of the sugars Of
the grocerymen on the same block And
ia what eulogistic way sllopathic and
hou &c )athic doctors speak of each other,
and how ministers will sometimes put
ministers On that beautiful cooking in
struneut which the English call spit. an
iron roller with spikes on it, and turned
by crank before hot fire, and then il
the minister being roasted cries out
against it, the man who are turning him
say: "Hush, brother! We are turning
this spit for the glory of God and the
good OF your soul, and you must be quiet
while We close the service with:
"'B est be the tie that binds
Oar hearts In Christian love-"
The earth is diAmetereo and circum-
ferenced with discord, and the music that
was rendered ct the laying Of the world
cornerstone, when the morning stars
sang together, is not heard now; aud
though here and there, from this and that
part OF society, and from this and that
part of the earth, there comes up q thrill
ing solo of love, or q MARBLE Of worship,
or sweet duet Of patience, they are
drowned out by discord that shakes the
earth.
Paul says: "The whole creation gr0sn-
eth," and while the nightingale, and the
woodlark, and the canary, and the plover
sometimes sing so sWeetlY that their notes
have been written out in musical notation,
and 1t is found that the cuckoo sings in
the key Of d, and that the cormorant is
basso in the winged choir, yet sports-
mems gun and the eutumnaI blast often
leave them ruffl9d and bleeding, or dead
in meadow or forest. Paul was right, for
the groan in nature browns out the prima-
donnas Of the sky.
Tartini, the great musical composer,
dreamed one night that he made con-
tr8ct with Satan, the latter to be ever in
the composers service. But one night
be handed TO Satan 8 violin, on which
Diabolus played such sweet music that
the composer was awakened by the emo
ton and tried to reproduce the sounds,
and therefrom was written T0rtini's most
famous piece, entitled the "Devil's Son.
ets," dream ingenious but faulty, for
all melody descends from heaven, and
only discords ascend from he'll. All
hatreds, feuds, controversies, backbitings
and revenges ere the devils sonata, are
disbOlic tugue, are demoniac phantssy,
are grand march of doom, are allegro OF
perditiOn.
But If in this world things in general
are ont OF tune TO our frail ear, how much
more SO to ears angelic and dei1lc. II
takes skilled artist fully to appreciate
disagreement OF sound. Many nave no
capacity to detect defect of musical eX-
ecuti0n, ard though there were in one
bar IS many cfenses against harmony ae
could crowd in between the lower + Of
the bass and the higher 6 of the soprano,
it would give them no discomfort, while
on the forehead OF the educated artist
beads of perspiration would stand out IS
s result Of the narrowing dissonelce.
While an amateur was performing on g
piano and had Just struck the wrong
chord, John Sebastian B.ch, the immoT-
tai composer, entered the room and the
amateur rose IN embarrassment and Bacn
RUSHED PAST
the host, who stepped forward to greet
him, and before the keyboard had stopped
viorating, put his adroit hand upon the
keys ana changed the painful inharmopy
into glorious cadence. Then Bach turned
and gave salutation to the host who had
invited him.
But the worst of ell discords is moral
discord II society and the world are
painfully discordant to Imperfect man,
Whist must they be to a perfect GOD.
People try to define what sin is. It
seems to me tina. sin is getting out OF
harmony with God, a disagreement with
His holiness, with His purity, with HIS
love, with His commands, our will clash
ing with His will, the finite dashing
against the infinite, the fTail against the
puissant, the created against the Creator.
II q Thousand musicians, with flute and
cOrnet-a- piston, and trumpet, and VIC
Iincello, and hautbOYs, and trombone, and
all the wind and stringed instruments
thai ever gathered in Dusseldorf jubi
lee should resolve that they should play
out of time, ana put concord to the rack,
and maze the place wild with shrieking,
and grating, and rasping sounds, they
could not make such a pandemonium es
that which rsges in q sinful so0l when
God listens to the play OF its thoughts,
passions and emotions-discord, lifelong
discord, maddening discord. The world
pays more for discord than it does for
consonance. High prices have been
paid for music. One man gave 1925 to
hear the Swedish songstress in New York
and another $625 to hear her in Boston,
and another $3.50 to hear her In Provi-
dence, Fabulous prices have been paid
for sweet sounds, bat far more has been
paid for discord. The Crimesn war cost
81, 700, OOO, 900, snd our American civil
war over So. 500, 100000 and the war
debts of protested Christian nations were
about SIS, 600, 900 600. The world pays
for this red ticket, which sdmits it to the
saturnalie of broken bones, and death
sgonies, and destroyed cities, and
ploughed graves, and crushed hearts,
any amount of money satan asks. DIE
cord! Discord!
But have to tell you thst the song that
the morning stars sang together, 1T the
laying of the worlds corner stone, is to
be resumed again. Mozsrt's greatest
overture was composed one night when he